Under Cover of Darkness

It’s almost 2am…..the perfect hour for you to start work. Your profession, as a burglar, is of course best suited to the early hours…You live in the same block of flats as me, and have noticed that my car’s not been in the car park for a day or two, so you assume, incorrectly, that I’m away. I loaned my car to a friend for a few days.

You approach my door, armed with the tools of your trade and are somewhat surprised to find that you only have the Yale to deal with. Within minutes you have gained access without making the slightest noise. You walk slowly up the hall, and play the light of your torch over the first bedroom. To your horror you can see that I’m asleep in my bed. You listen for a moment..my steady rhythmic breathing tells you that I’m in a deep sleep..unaware of your presence. You enter my bedroom and shine the torch around to see if there’s anything of value in here. The beam of the torch reflects on something shiny on the desk, and you venture over to it for a closer look. The array of chains, vibrators and so on which you find laid out neatly surprises you. I didn’t seem the type…….

Looking at my sleeping form it occurs to you that this is just too good an opportunity to miss. Quickly, you make your way to the kitchen where you find a convenient knife block full of lovely razor-sharp knives. You select one and return to the bedroom, still being careful not to wake me. Having selected a few items from my desk, you cross the room and shining the torch full in my face you hold the back of the knife to my throat. I awaken instantly…confused…dazed….I close my eyes immediately as the torchlight is hurting them, and suddenly it dawns on me that this is not a dream, there is someone in my bedroom, and not by invitation. I open my mouth to scream, but you increase the pressure of the knife and tell me to keep very quiet and very still…. I can feel myself trembling, but know better than to disobey you. I feel you thrust something into my hand and order me to put it on….I quickly realize that it’s the blindfold. My hands are shaking as I do as you order…fumbling with the leather padded mask. Once again I’m in complete darkness, and a few seconds later I hear the bedside lamp being switched on.

You look down at me, smiling to yourself, enjoying the feeling of power.The duvet covers me still..but you’re in no rush. One pair of handcuffs fastens my left wrist to one of the central posts of my headboard….the other pair does the same with my right. Next, I’m aware of the cold steel as you fasten a heavy chain around my neck. I whisper to you to please stop….but you only laugh and tell me that if I speak again without your express permission you’ll make sure I regret it. With that, you suddenly pull away the duvet, leaving me totally exposed before you. I attempt to hide my nakedness from you by rolling onto my side and pulling my knees up to my chest, but it’s futile…..I strain to hear…trying to work out what you’re doing but it’s no good. I lie there for what seems an hour, although it is probably all of two minutes….Suddenly you pull my ankles so that my body is fully stretched and turn me onto my back. You climb astride me, sitting on my chest, and immediately I feel the wet hardness of your cock pressing firmly against my lips. I open my mouth, trying to please you now in the hope that this will be enough for you and you’ll let me go afterwards. I’m amazed at how thick your cock is…I really have to open my mouth to it’s full extent to take it. I begin to suck on it..raking my teeth gently up and down the shaft, teasing the head with my tongue, tasting the precum already oozing from the eye. You use the chain around my neck to position my head wherever you want it, pulling my head deep into your crotch as the mood takes you. I continue sucking and licking and soon can feel you hitting the back of my throat. You’re pounding furiously now……I can feel the shaft thicken as your spunk floods from your balls into my mouth. I hear you tell me not to swallow it just yet. You instruct me to swirl it around my mouth for a few minutes to really savour the taste. I do as you say, and you finally tell me to swallow it. The salty taste of your cum fills my mouth and the musky smell invades my nostrils. And I’m aware of a growing moistness between my legs……

Almost as though reading my mind, you suddenly burrow your hand into my pussy. I gasp and foolishly start to protest. Immediately you withdraw your hand and stand up. I try to figure out what you’re doing and suddenly the solid rubber ball being forced into my mouth tells me! You buckle the ball-gag securely behind my head and return to my desk. A set of leg-spreaders – home-made but perfectly functional – draw your attention and moments later you have my ankles secured about four feet apart. I gasp as I feel your fingers start to probe my most intimate of areas. They are gentle at times, rough at others, but nonetheless I feel myself responding to your touch. My nipples are erect and so stiff, and you squeeze them. I feel the coldness of the metal as you push the adjustable clamp over the right nipple. The warmth of your mouth on the other nipple is pleasant if confusing…..I try to scream as you continue to tighten the clamp, but the ball-gag is quite effective. As soon as you’ve finished tightening that clamp you turn your attention to the other…already firm and hard from your suckling. Again I try to scream. You laugh and tell me that there’s plenty more pain to come. Suddenly…without warning…you grab my ankles and turn me onto my stomach…….the advantage of using the leg-spreaders!!! You tell me to kneel. I obey. I assume you intend to fuck me doggy-style and can’t believe you’re hard again already. You’re not. The swish of the crop cutting through the air warns me a split second beforehand of what is coming. My muffled screams as the switch connects with my ass time and time again seem to excite you further, and soon you clamber onto the bed, positioning yourself behind me, gripping my hips. I can feel your fat cock head pressing against my pussy lips and hold my breath as I get ready to take it. The first thrust buries your cock deep inside me…..I must be really wet, as there is no resistance. You start pounding in and out of me, slowly at first…then building up momentum. I fight the urge to match your rhythm….ashamed now, as I’m enjoying this. It doesn’t take you long to cum again, and I feel the warmth as your semen floods into my cunt.

You withdraw and pull the leg-spreaders down towards the base of the bed so that once again I’m lying on my belly. Your hand once again explores my now drenched pussy, rubbing at my hard clit. You laugh and ask if I’d like to cum now. I shake my head…I just want this to be over with……

A sudden lash with the crop tells me this is the wrong answer, and so I nod my head in resignation. You lift my left ankle into the air and position the leg-spreader so that I’m held in that position…..on my side with my legs fully spread. Holding the middle of the bar you bury your face deep in my pussy, letting your expert tongue work it over until soon my body is shaking with those tell-tale tremors which signal approaching orgasm… I can feel your tongue probing deep inside my cunt, then circling my swollen, throbbing clit with such expertise as you slip a couple of fingers into me….. My head is pounding as I give myself up to a climax, my pussy muscles are contracting now, desperately trying to grasp and hold onto your thrusting fingers…

I writhe and scream as my orgasm takes hold…….totally unaware of the fact that you’ve released one wrist…

By the time this dawns on me you’ve gone…disappeared into the darkness from whence you came…. I remove the blindfold…find the handcuff keys on the pillow and proceed to release myself, wondering all the time if you’ll ever return…..